As I wait on your progress, the still of my heart fluttering each time. I reach out to grab you, yearning for you to grab my hand and hold on to me. And I'm sure I'll save you. I'm sure I'll save you.
As the morning turns to day, my soul lingers, hovering over the hole I created. Peering in, reaching out, I gesture once more. 'Come to me and I will save you. Come to me and I will hold you.' And yet you back away from me, as though frightened of who I am. You tuck yourself into the darkness, allowing it to cover you.
It's shadow becomes your home, the uncertainty it brings filling your heart, stripping away your innocence.
I wait for you to reach out. I bend in, extending all of myself to you. If only you would trust me. If only you would believe me, then I would save you. Save you from this tar, save you from this pit, this unrelenting void that seems to have you in its grasp.
I hope you'll reach out. I hope you'll accept me. I hope you'll see me as I am. I hope you'll accept me as I am. I hope you'll come to see that I only want the best for you.
It's not that I hate you, nor do I feel superior to you. It's not that I see myself as the one to strip away all your problems, all the misery that boils on in the inside of you. It's not that I am worthy, or kind or loving. It is indeed that I come to you as I am.
I give you what I have, I give you all I am. I give you what I possess, which is my soul and flesh, my life and my spirit. And yet, I am never enough.
The essence of my being, even outstretched as it is, has never been enough. My life, my hope and dreams with you, never seem to be enough.
My darling, though you hear me, you avert your eyes. You leave me cold, your folded arms and lowered head casting me away. You allow the darkness to form a wall between us. You allow it to siphon my love for you. I wither and break, failing and falling because you would not accept me as I am.
I love you my darling, your essence and presence reassures me and fills me with comfort. Your words and actions form the basis of so much of my strength. If only you would acknowledge me, I would be all the better, I would be all the wiser.
If only you would acknowledge my love, I would be all the happier. My heart beats and it flatters. Time and time again it is moved and subdued. There is a place that I need you to fill in my life. If only you would make me happy, if only you would stretch out your hand and allow me to hold you. If only you would trust me.
I wait for you, to hold out your hand, to let me love you, to allow me to take care of you, to let me save you.
Allow me love you, allow me save you, and fill my heart with hope and magnitude.
